Sovereign of the Era

Fanghanluo array is out of the dust!

After a simple salute, the two quickly began to fight each other and fought in Taichung, Shenglong.

Juechen did not take it for granted, learned the lesson, and launched a swift attack. Abandoning the past unchanged should change, relying on a strong resilience, hard to grind the opponent to death.

It has to be said that his strength is still quite strong, almost in the blink of an eye, the whole Shenglong platform is filled with countless green lights.

Behind him, there is a green tree, covering the sky and the sun. It is hundreds of Zhang in height. The trunk of the tree was shaking, and the wind and cloud changed color. The water surface of the whole Jiulong lake was stirred. Even the people on the battlefield could feel the strong wind coming from their faces.

Lin Yun's eyes are slightly coagulated, and his attention is not on juechen's body. He stares at Fang Hanluo.

As expected by others, Fang Hanluo, who was promoted to be a half step heavenly spirit, was much more relaxed in the face of juechen this time. Even if the other side's killing moves come out repeatedly, they still smile, and they can always resolve each other's killing moves calmly.

From time to time, you can also seize the opportunity, a cold fight back let juechen in a hurry for a long time.

"Strange."

If Lin Yun thinks about it, he always feels that something is wrong with him, but he can't see it.

If you want to use the spirit sword idea to observe it, it is easy to understand the sword moves, but other moves and artistic conception are not so magical.

If you want to look at it with the eyes of the candle dragon, you will be noticed if you are not careful and waste your cards.

Well, not for the time being.

Lin Yun recollected his thoughts, and his eyes flashed with persistence. He did not believe that with the keen eyes of the swordsman, he could not see any clues.

"Three moves have been passed."

"Four moves have been passed."

"Five moves have passed."

The warriors on the battle table under the stage, staring at the fight on the Shenglong stage, silently count the number of moves to fight. There has been a rumor about Fang Hanluo, that is, ten moves can't win him, even if three Xiaowang want to win, he will become extremely difficult.

If it's juechen, if you can't win juechen in ten moves, you may lose.

Therefore, everyone did not speak out, and they all counted silently in their hearts, hoping to witness the truth of some rumors.

"That's..."

Lin Yun, who was observing the battle, suddenly lit up. He saw that Fang Hanluo's body method was somewhat strange. Between each change, there are very subtle energy fluctuations, distributed in the ground and in the air, which are quite hidden in the afterpower of the two people fighting.

If you don't pay attention, you can't find it at all, and even be ignored by the afterwave.

Sword spirit, Hua!

In the depth of Lin Yun's eyes, there is a sudden spark of light blooming. Some of Xu's spirit sword ideas focus on his eyes. Many details on the stage are constantly clear under the amplification of the spirit sword idea.

Fang Hanluo's actions are constantly decomposed, one by one, appear in Lin Yun's mind.

"I see."

Lin Yun scattered the meaning of Tongling sword in his eyes, and his face showed a sudden color.

Fang Hanluo's body method is quite strange. He can scatter most of his opponent's strength every time when his body changes. So every time he is in a desperate situation, he can persist for a long time. Besides, his body should be more terrifying than outsiders imagine.

If not, there is no way to explain why carrying so many serious injuries can finally turn the bad luck.

Juechen should be something, but we can't find out the flaw in the body method. It's only a matter of time before we lose. Even Fang Hanluo's physical bottom card can't be forced out.

However, after the ten moves, the wind has gone down.

"Tian Bing Quan, frost cold star explodes!"

After dozens of moves, Fang Hanluo clenched his five fingers and blew out a fist. It was like the stars condensed by the cold light burst in the fist awn.

Juechen behind the tree was first frozen, and then directly burst open, he spit out a mouthful of blood, look completely dispirited.

"Sure enough, ten moves are not good enough for Fang Hanluo!"

"Juechen seems to have been hurt to the source, afraid it is completely lost combat effectiveness, the next game have to abstain."

"It's so tragic that Li mubai was almost cut in half by Zhu Qingshan's knife and barely recovered his life. Juechen was injured again, which was equivalent to eliminating two people directly."

There was a exclamation on the battlefield, and all the people looked very dignified.

The top ten contests are much more tragic than the previous group wars. The top players can't stop fighting at all.

Once injured, it's basically out.

"I won."

Fang Hanluo grinned and arched his hand.

Juechen was hurt seriously, and now xuanhuang Qi is swallowed up by a large number of people. The heart knows that it is a certain number to be out of the game. Without any expression, without saying a word, he jumped up to the stage.

Plop!

But others in the air a breath of true Qi can not be raised, actually fell directly down, fortunately, the patriarch of the clan quickly took him out.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that I will become the first one to drown in the Jiulong lake."Sorry."

The smile on Fang Hanluo's face faded. This scene was indeed a bit sad. The first ten of the last term almost drowned in Jiulong lake.

However, the road of martial arts is so cruel that he has no choice but to become stronger. Otherwise, it is Fang Hanluo himself who leaves in a mess.

After the first World War, the atmosphere of the scene became more and more dignified, and the laughter and noise gradually disappeared.

"Too bad."

Looking at juechen being fished up, Fengye said with some sigh. He secretly looked at Lin Yun and found that there was a sigh in the calm look of the other party, but more of it was calm to frightening people.

His heart, like the sword in his hand, never wavered.

No matter how cruel the road is, Xiang Jian's heart is fearless in life and death.

The battle for the top ten continues, when people feel sorry for the glory of Nanhua Qiying, is it coming to an end. Nangong Wanyu and Jiang ziye have won successively, especially Jiang ziye. Her practice of qianyun Jue has reached an unfathomable level. When gathered, it will be like a towering mountain, stretching for more than 100000 Li.

Scattered all over the sky, stars twinkle, not a trace of cloud, between gathering and scattering, people can not defend.

One after another wonderful duel is staged, although it is not over, but the list of people who can advance to the top ten is gradually clear.

In addition to the four seeds, there are six names left in the top ten.

Jiang ziye, Wu Xiaotian, Nangong Wanyu, Yang lie, Gao Yu, Fang Hanluo, Bai Lixuan, Zhu Qingshan, Yue Weiwei, if there is no accident, six places should appear among these people.

The list is very clear. The first five are Nanhua seven Ying plus an old strong man Wu Xiaotian, and the last four are the rookie black horse born in the Dragon feast. One by one, they are fierce and sharp.

The confrontation between the old and the new is very obvious.

Of course, we have to add one person. The sky of purple moon cave is like you.

She was defeated by Yue Weiwei before, staged a wonderful "Yanwu", but did not give up. Just shy of seeing others, he covered himself with a veil, showing only his forehead and eyes.

In fact, there is still force, which is one of the variables.

"Wuxiaotian vs. Jiang ziye!"

The referee suddenly stretched his voice and announced the list of the next match.

The voice just fell, the scene suddenly set off a piece of noise, countless eyes have become hot.

The relationship between Wu Xiaotian and Jiang ziye is well-known in the South China ancient region.

"Elder martial brother, be careful."

Blood war Pavilion seat, see the eager wuxiaotian, Ji wuyei some worried said, other sect elders look like this.

Wu Xiaotian grinned: "four years of war, I'm not what I used to be. It's this smelly woman who should be careful."

As the voice fell, he soared into the air, like a mountain peak falling again on the rising dragon platform.

Boom!

The water of Sifang lake is surging, and there are hundreds of big waves in the sky. The ginger leaves on the opposite side of wuxiaotian have already fallen to the ground, and their faces are calm.

"I have been looking forward to this battle for a long time. I will give you back the humiliation of Jiang ziye four years ago."

Wu Xiao sky eyes show excited color, cold voice said.

"I have forgotten the war four years ago. Besides, you are not worth my humiliation. I am not so persistent about you."

Jiang ziye's eyes are cold as water, strangely calm.

"I care what you think!"

Wu Xiaotian's eyes flashed with anger. He suffered for this battle for a long time, but he didn't care how his opponent thought.

What he wants to do is to defeat the other party, a snow before shame!

In the sound of wild drinking, Wu Xiaotian's body was filled with blood evil spirits, and flashed across the air, crossing a distance of hundreds of meters. Along the road left behind a ferocious bloody shadow, the real body instantly appeared in front of Jiang ziye, raised his hand and looked down.

Boom!

This palm is like a river pouring down, the evil spirit roars, and rolls up the boundless blood cloud. It is Wu Xiaotian's specialty, blood cloud chopping!

"Broken!"

Ginger purple leaf face does not change color, lightly a finger then met up.

Boom!

There was a great noise when they touched each other, and the two men retreated.

"Blood shadow and magic trace!"

Wuxiaotian man had not yet landed in the air. His whole body was like a river, and his body was like a blood python. He opened his vicious mouth and bit it hard. This move changes very quickly, and it is applied to the extremely excellent body method. The roaring evil spirit can even disturb the opponent's six senses and cause confusion in space.

Click! CLICK!

In the blink of an eye, Jiang ziye was successively bombarded with seven punches, each of which seemed to have been bitten by a blood python.

"Scatter!"

Looking at the opponent's power, Jiang ziye steadies the string of real yuan in his body, forcing the other side's evil spirit out of the body. The whole body momentum spreads like a cloud. Under the opponent's Qi, Jiang ziye stands clearly in front of her, but it seems as if there is nothing left. There is no way to lock it."Get together!"

At the moment when Wu Xiaotian was a little stunned, Jiang ziye flashed in the past, and a vision emerged behind him. There are boundless white clouds piled up like mountains, towering and thick, which brings great pressure to people.

After a few palms, there are mountains behind Jiang ziye.

"Qian Yun Jue!"

"It's also qianyun Jue. Heaven, earth, heaven and earth are changeable. It's really unpredictable."

"Wu Xiaotian was made a little uncomfortable. He couldn't play his blood evil spirit."

Wu Xiaotian's face on the dragon rising stage changed slightly. After several years' absence, the opponent became stronger. I'm afraid that the thirteen levels of qianyun rhyme have been practiced by the other party. When it comes to the legendary state of transformation, it's really a bit strong and terrible.

"See how I break your dry cloud formula!"

Wu Xiaotian's eyes are full of light. He is not wasting his time these years. He has already figured out how to crack the other party's qianyun Jue.

Is there still a way out?

See Wu Xiaotian body turbulent blood light, for a time, people have exposed, quite expectant look.

There is another chapter. 】

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